Transmigrating into the Villain’s Demon-Revealing Mirror

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After knowing from Bai Taokou that the demon control board was really difficult, Ji Huan looked at Feng Chi's eyes with a little bit of love. With his paws resting on the man's shoulders, he sighed like an uncle, "My boyfriend used to be very difficult, but fortunately, he was willing to do his best."

Feng Chi was also immersed in the embarrassment that the lies were pierced by Ji Huan mercilessly. Who could have thought that the thunder suddenly started thundering on this day, making him swear hard to swear. When the man whispered his lips in silence, thinking about how to restore a little dignity, he suddenly found that Ji Huan's eyes became strangely strange, and looked at him like his own child, with pain and relief.

Feng Chi: "?"

What did Bai Tao hide from him and Ji Huan?

Feng Chi drove the car to the garage and stopped. When Ji Huan planned to get out of the car door, he suddenly took his hand, snapped it back, and immediately pressed the person on the seat. Ji Huan blinked and was surprised by the sudden movement of the man. He raised his eyes and looked into Feng Chi's narrow, narrow eyes, and asked doubtfully, "Why?"

Feng Chihui stared at the porcelain-white face in front of him, "What did you just mean? What did Bai Tao tell you?"

Oh, I was struggling with this matter.

Ji Huan learned to raise his eyebrows as usual. His right hand was clasped on the back of the seat, and he could only poke Chi's face with his left hand. The man's skin was smooth under his fingers. He squinted at him obliquely, telling Bai Tao what he told him. After talking, Ji Huan felt more distressed when he looked at the man's sharp jaw line. Touching the head of the man Mao Zaza, he said with a serious emotion: "It's not easy, but it's okay. Now the demon control board is developing very well. You all can be relieved as officials."

"That's not true," Feng Chi said suddenly.

The man let go of Ji Huan's hand, Ji Huan's skin was tender, and his skin was dyed light red after being held for a while. He rubbed the skin gently with his fingers, with thin blood vessels under his fingers. Feng Chi raised his eyes and shook the unexpected eyes of Shang Jihuan. Hearing Ji Huan asked in a suspicious tone: "What do you mean, can't you breathe a sigh of relief?"

Feng Chi squeezed his face, "Although the demon control board has developed well, my emotional life has not yet been perfectly resolved."

He looked at Ji Huan, who was speechless, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Isn't it?"

"No." Ji Huan slapped on his face and pressed the man's tall nose. I didn't know what came to my mind in the next second. I squeezed my finger on the man's nose and muttered a little: "It feels pretty good."

After that, he pushed away the man's body and got out of the car.

Feng Chi leaned in the car and sighed, took out his phone and found Bai Tao's mobile phone number, and sent a message in the past: nothing to worry about him, no reason to ignore you.

white pottery:"……"

After returning home, as always, Ji Huan sat on the sofa and watched TV cross-legged, but held a mobile phone in his hand to chat with Song Shujing and others. In their WeChat group, Zhuo Guang and Shi Jiu were voicing their own tailing activities .

The crow family does not know if they are really smart or they have learned to be good. Needless to say, Zheng Jia, as the protagonist of "Hunting", is still in the brain, knowing that he is suspected of defecating and staying in the villa on the mountainside, and occasionally going to his little lover Su Liang to chat.

Time 9: When I eat dog food, I still like to eat the boss and sister-in-law. The dog food of Boss and Sister-in-law just tastes more sturdy, but Zheng Jia is different, with a little bit of oil, it is easy to nausea after eating.

Ji Huan: "..."

This disdain was really shown clearly.

He silently turned off the WeChat dialog and glanced at the kitchen. The kitchen door was not closed, and looking in this direction, he could see the slender and tall back of the man. Feng Chi was still wearing a white shirt at work, the corner of his clothing was tucked into the waist of his pants, and his thin waist was drawn out. Ji Huan withdrew his eyes and glanced at his waist, squeezing the softness, and it felt good.

He asked in a loud voice, "Do you want me to help?"

The man turned back, "No, if you are hungry, wash some fruits first?"

So Ji Huan ran to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator to wash an apple. The apple was particularly fresh, and the sound of biting it was extremely sweet. Ji Huan took a bite and lifted his eyes to find that Feng Chi was looking at himself. Although his eyes looked a little casual, he was very meaningful. He froze for a second before tipping his feet and handing Apple to Feng Chi's mouth.

Biting in the direction of the missing bite, he chuckled slightly, "It's quite sweet."

Ji Huan didn't know what he meant, but he didn't say anything, just rolled his eyes. Although this apple is large, it tastes very fast. Ji Huan took a bite and handed Feng Chi another bite, and only a few apple cores remained. Tossing the apple core into the trash can, Ji Huan waited in the kitchen for a while, and was banished without hesitation.

He lay on the sofa and picked up his phone to play games.

The Monster Forum is really lively lately. The affairs of Zheng Jia and the Crow family have not yet come to an end, and the monsters can only wait. This was waiting to be boring, and the previous post discussing Feng Chi and the small staff was turned over again. It has been two days since the small employee ‘Official Propaganda’, but the employees of the Demon Administration Bureau have never come to ‘spread the rumor’. This makes many mind-boggling monsters realize what they are.

You should know that all of the staff of the Demon Administration are surfing masters. There are only two reasons for not chatting with netizens after a few days.

First, the fact that Feng Chi and the small employees are true, so they don't need them to come out and refute the rumors.

The second is that the staff of the demon control bureau has been busy with Zheng's case recently, and can't divide energy to do other things.

Zhuang Yulan is a supporter of the second reason. She is a member of the Demon Management Bureau. Although she is not at the team leader level, she also knows the confrontation between the Demon Management Bureau and Zheng Jia from some sources. Under the night, she looked at the blessings of Feng Chi and the small employees in the post, and bit her lips, her eyes stained with a little irritability and gloom.

Finally, she couldn't help but leave a message: Don't make up for it, the staff of the demon control bureau is too busy to handle the work and has no time to come out to refute the rumor. What are you doing here? Not ashamed. What little employee doesn't know what it is, is it suitable for the endgame?

As soon as it was refreshed, there were a lot of messages below.

Not in the service area: The man on the 799th floor, are you lemon essence? Really, your sour taste overflowed the screen and came to me, you know?

沵 不懂 旳 Man ミ: Hey, will 799 speak? What are you again? It's hard to say, even if the small employees and the end are not true, can't we nibble our cp? Did not really disturb the game.

I am always on the 10086 floor: 799 is a fan of the end? Admirers? Don't come out as a shame. Even if you really doubt it, don't curse. In addition, to express my own opinion, I think it is really hee hee.

Zhuang Yulan was almost mad at these remarks. She and Feng Chi had several ties, but Feng Chi should not remember it. In other words, Feng Chiya never noticed her.

Even if he had only met a few times, Zhuang Yulan could see at a glance that Feng Chi was too cold and did not seem to like others.

She knew she was unworthy, so she never had too much imagination. However, at this moment, she saw a person 'deserved'. This kind of feeling is very wonderful, just like someone finally wants to pull down the **** in the altar to become a commoner. It was a feeling that God was defiled, she didn't allow it.

Zhuang Yulan secretly clenched her teeth and could not wait to eat the monsters who stood by Chi and the staff cp. At the same time, she suddenly felt a shock in her mobile phone and looked down, someone sent her a private message.

The ID of the man is: I am a small wild cat.

The monsters who surfed on the monster forums all year long found that a post was put on the front, followed by a hot mark.

[Tell me why all these are self-directed by small employees! 】

Many monsters: "?"

Most of the monsters clicked into the post with curiosity and took a closer look at the content.

The melody in my dream: I saw everyone talking about the endgame and the small employee. As a member of a certain branch, I will talk to you and explain why this matter is self-directed by small employees from beginning to end.

First of all, many monsters know how we are alone, very cold. Fortunately, I saw each other a few times, and the feeling in the endgame was that I was cold, and when the face showed up, everyone ran out. And how many monsters have been deeply rooted in the endgame over the years, and even confessed in front of them. Do you have any reaction to the endgame? Nope.

Secondly, I remember there was a monster before who also liked nonsense. I've only seen one side of the endgame, so I'm preaching her relationship with the endgame. But in the end, things went wrong. Haven't they been taken apart? Don't bother this little employee. Don't rely on your identity to get close to the water tower first, and don't rely on the devil's bureau's busyness lately. Isn't it you who is embarrassed in the end?

Finally, who is this mirror brother? IMHO, I haven't heard of the recent recruitment of new staff by the Demon Administration. Don't you come out of the back door to force Lai?

After brother Ji Jiu went to stare, Shi family was empty. Shi Ying glanced out of the kitchen head and glanced at the sofa, and immediately saw the white fluffy rabbit lying on the sofa in a difficult posture, the two hind legs overlapped, and the round body was elongated.

Shi Ying felt disturbed by the arrival of the uncle. Xu He is notoriously grumpy and not easy to get along with. Shi Ying took a shovel and sighed, thinking to himself what was the wind that brought people back?

Probably Shi Ying's sigh was too heavy, which attracted Xu He's attention. The rabbit climbed up from the sofa, two paws holding the phone, looking up at him expressionlessly: "What are you sighing for?"

Shi Ying: "... just sigh."

Rabbit said, "Then I suggest you go to the monster forum and continue to sigh."

What kind of monster forum to watch? Could it be that Zheng Jie's guy took the army again to fight public opinion? Shi Ying walked to the sofa and stuffed the shovel into the paws of the rabbit. "You can help me watch the order."

Without waiting for the rabbit to agree, he picked up his phone and entered the monster forum. This was a casual carelessness, and his eyes widened suddenly in the next second, and even the eyeballs were almost staring out. He whispered in a low voice. He quickly opened Kaifeng's WeChat and forwarded the post. White Rabbit sat on his shoulders, and was shocked to see his operation: "Feng Chi that guy has WeChat?"

Shi Ying shook his hand and looked back at the shovel on his head, his expression a bit stiff, "This shovel is full of oil!"

The white rabbit slowly moved his paws back and blinked. His red pupil was full of innocents. "Sorry."

After abandoning the heartless apology, he ran away and ran to the kitchen. Shi Ying felt a hand of oil as soon as she touched her hair, so angry that she could roast the rabbit.

the other side. When receiving the baby information, Feng Chigang brought the meals to the restaurant. But the phone was placed on the coffee table at random, and Ji Huan went to the bedroom to take a shower. No one noticed a new WeChat message that popped up.

Feng Chi washed his hands and waited for a while but did not see Ji Huan going downstairs, raised his eyebrows, and he took a step towards the bedroom. Pushing the door open, he met a pair of wet eyes at a glance. Ji Huan was bent over his back with naked back and looking for clothes, almost half of his body got into the closet. Suddenly the sound of opening the door rang, and he retracted his head sharply, looking towards the door.

This one saw Feng Chi.

He took a sharp step back and burrowed into the bathroom again, revealing a head in the crack of the door, "You, no matter how you come in, you don't knock!

Feng Chi took a step back, looked at the door and walked in, straightening up, "This is my room."

Ji Huan: "..."

It doesn't matter what you say.

but now……

Ji Huan looked down silently at his smooth body, and raised his head to Feng Chi again: "Then you can go out for a while, I will get dressed."

Feng Chiwen said, not to retreat but to advance. The man walked slowly with his slender legs to the teenager who hid like a cat, revealing only a small head, and his long and narrow eyes were stained with a smile. Feng Chi's hands on both sides were a little itchy, but he didn't move. He just asked, "What clothes are you looking for?"

"Why are my pajamas gone?"

"I washed it." Feng Chi said lightly, glanced around the closet twice, took out a clean white shirt, and handed it to Ji Huan. Greet Ji Huan's endless expression, Feng Chi's expression is particularly innocent, "since you don't have to wear it, just wear mine."

Ji Huan stared at the white shirt in front of him and fell silent. With his toes, he could think of why Feng Chi asked him to wear this dress. The plot in the novel is indeed true. After a silence, he asked tentatively: "Are you sure you washed all?"

Feng Chi is honest, "I have the intention to let you wear a shirt, so I won't leave you clothes."

Ji Huan grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled it toward him, like hoarding food into the hole. Putting the white shirt on his arm, Ji Huan, who already had an answer in his heart, still asked in disbelief: "Then my pants ..."

"Oh, I washed it too. But my pants are a bit big for you. This dress is quite long. You can only wear it. You are at home anyway." The man's face did not change color.

Ji Huan: "..."

Five minutes later, Ji Huan, who was lingering, finally put his shirt on his body.

When Ji Huan was wearing clothes, the bathroom door was closed, and Feng Chi leaned against the wall and could only vaguely see a shadow that was not clear. But his eyes fell on the shadow, but Feng Chi clearly depicted every movement of Ji Huan's clothes.

Open your arms, buckle the buttons, and finally pull down with your clothes.

The man lowered his eyes and rolled his throat inadvertently. He lifted his head a while later, looking at the immobile figure with a smile, and asked with a laugh: "Not changed yet?"

Ji Huan: "... you are a big tail wolf, what to pretend to be."

His eyes almost swallowed him through the bathroom door, and after seeing everything, he still asked him if he was wearing it. Dog men are ridiculous.

Ji Huan, who came out of the bathroom, looked at Feng Chi seriously, and the question asked seemed meaningful: "Do you still have dinner?"

Feng Chi: "If you don't want to eat, I don't mind, baby."

Ji Huan Shun picked up the clean clothes in the closet and threw them on Feng Chi's face, "Don't eat it, waste food."

Feng Slowly took the clothes off his face aside and glanced at Ji Huan unabashedly. His clothes were really big for Ji Huan. Ji Huan wore it once in the demon control board that day, but the previous time was very different from this time. Perhaps it is because as long as Feng Chi's eyes glanced down, he could see Ji Huan's thin white long legs.

Feng Chi hugged people sideways and walked down the stairs steadily step by step. During the period, Ji Huan heard his faint voice ringing in his ears: "It doesn't matter if I don't eat, I can eat you. If you want."

Ji Huan kicked him, "Then you should eat."

Coming to the dining table, Ji Huan came down from the man's arms, slowly dragging a small blanket from the sofa over Feng Chi's gaze, and laid it on his legs. His two exposed legs were suddenly blocked by the blanket Yan Shishi. Ji Huan raised his head and smiled at Feng Chi. "It's a little cold."

Feng Chi: "..." Okay.

The two did not eat fast. Although Ji Huan ate a lot, it was not proportional to the speed. He pulled the rice into his mouth and sandwiched a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs. The ribs were sweet and sour, and there was a lot of meat. Ji Huan narrowed his eyes and asked ambiguously, "Do you have any place to play?"

"Not selected?" Feng Chi asked, raising his eyes.

Ji Huan ’s cheeks bulged and spit out his bones before whispering: “It ’s not good to pick, I feel pretty good everywhere, and I do n’t think it ’s good at all.

Hearing this complaint, Feng Chi walked to the side and picked up his mobile phone to go and see what nearby attractions were more suitable for Ji Huan. On this look, I first saw WeChat sent by Shi Ying to him. In addition, Song Shujing also sent him a few messages, the tone was very urgent. Feng Chi lowered his eyes, turned his head and went to the monster forum.

The number of posts and posts that questioned the relationship between Feng Chi and Ji Huan was extremely large, but there were nearly a thousand comments in an hour or two. Feng Chi is a well-known figure in the demon world, causing many monsters not to even eat, just wondering if things are so big, will Feng Chi or the staff of the Demon Administration Bureau respond.

If there is no response, it can basically be concluded that Feng Chi has nothing to do with the ID employee with a mirror.

After waiting for almost two hours, the staff of the Demon Administration Bureau never came out, and everyone was anxious.

It's a shark: what's the matter, don't we really climax? Where is the little mirror? Why didn't even the small mirror show up?

Stupid or stupid: So, it's probably because this little employee is bullshit, and now things are getting too big to show up? Isn't this a waste of my feelings? Hey, tired, tired.

I am a small wild cat: I told you that some people have impure thoughts and only know nonsense. You still do n’t believe it. Will the endgame like him? What a joke! So far I have been reluctant to give me a picture. The ghost knows what it is. I want to eat swan meat. [Dislike]

You live across the sea: what's going on, people still have to stare at our little broken forum with a mobile phone every day? People are busy and haven't seen this post, so I can't reply without reply. Some monsters are going on. Can you stop the little wild cat upstairs? IMHO, even if the small employees and the endgame are fake, it's not your turn. It's really funny enough to jump up and down.

I ’m a little cat: let ’s see if he dare not show up because of guilty conscience.

...

Feng Chi quickly swept the content of the message, the deeper the deeper his eyes. The man's finger flicked across the phone page, his thin lips tightened. The sudden low air pressure in the house caused Ji Huan to raise his head in confusion, and Ji Huan's eyes fell on Feng Chi's face. The man held his chin in one hand and held the phone in the other, his eyes narrowed slightly, his posture seemed casual, but Ji Huan noticed something was wrong.

He reached out and poked Chi Feng's arm, "What's wrong?"

When the words fell, the man raised his head. Ji Huan froze for Shang Fengchi's eyes, "Zeh? I didn't wear a green hat for you? How do you feel like you're going to eat me?"

Feng Chi raised his eyebrows, and his original depressed mood was calmed down by Ji Huan's words. He lowered his eyes and smiled, "Will you wear me a green hat?"

Ji Huan told the truth: "It depends on what kind of green hat."

Taobao's kind of ten dollars each, he might buy it to let Feng Chi try to satisfy his little taste.

Feng Chi squeezed his face, "eat."

Feng Chi did not say, and Ji Huanbian did not ask carefully. He is a big-hearted person, and in a little while he was attracted by the table full of food. When he was full, he held his chin like a cat and looked at the man. Feng Chi's expression had already returned to its original state. He noticed Ji Huan's gaze and raised his eyes. "Eat enough?"

Ji Huan nodded.

"Stand up and walk, I'll wash the dishes first."

"I'll go. You are sitting." Ji Huan ran quickly into the kitchen with his legs bare. Under the light, that leg was dazzling white. Feng Chi was silent for only two seconds and stood up to take over his boyfriend's behavior, pushing the person down on the sofa and sitting down.

Really walk back and forth a few times, Ji Huan don't want to get out of bed tomorrow.

Ji Huan grabbed the sofa and stretched his head, looking at the man ’s slender and straight back, and whispered: "Just throw the bowl into the dishwasher. I really will."

Feng Chi: "I know you will." But he couldn't see it.

Feng Chi didn't say the last sentence, Ji Huan could only stare at the man's back in a daze. After a while, he retracted his head and picked up the phone.

Ten minutes later, Ji Huan raised his head and Feng Chi just finished finishing the kitchen and came out. Facing the peach blossom eyes of the young boy, Feng Chi walked in front of him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ji Huan pursed his lips and suddenly reached out to hug the man's waist and buried his face in Feng Chi's chest. He whispered slowly: "Relax, I will never wear you a green hat."

Feng Chi only froze for a moment and realized what Ji Huan meant. With a big hand clasping the back of the teenager's head, he smiled and asked, "Have you seen it? Don't care."

"Don't care." Ji Huan said: "I'm the first to get the moon near the water tower, and she's mad at her."